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"The seafood needs to be at least six feet away from the bar," I instruct the catering manager, gesturing to the far end of my expansive backyard deck."And make sure the sculptures don't get direct sunlight,"
The manager nods, making notes on her pear-pad."Of course, Mr. Valenti," She hurries off to direct her team.
I check my watch, noting we have just fifteen minutes until guests arrive. I scan the transformation taking place around me. My home sits on a prime slice of waterfront property with a clear view of Lake Washington, and the sprawling backyard, normally a serene retreat is now a hive of activity as event staff prepares for the Henderson Wedding chaos solved celebration.
White linen - covered tables dot the manicured lawn. A small stage has been set for a high-life band
